It doesn’t interest me if there is one God or many gods. I want to know if you belong or feel abandoned. If you know despair or can see it in others. I want to know if you are prepared to live in the world with its harsh need to change you. If you can look back with firm eyes saying this is where I stand. I want to know if you know how to melt into that fierce heat of living falling toward...
I, still so much a child in your hands, cheeks kissed as if by winter, breath labored first from running away and later, running to. You, born to make me a flame, to reckon my name with the dust of stars. There are no words between us that do not sizzle, spark; no songs to which we have not danced. Susan Culver
highsch00ls:5evamore: when i see really attractive people i just laugh because i know if we lived in the aztec culture they’d be sacrificed to the gods for their beauty That’s a very strange way of coping with not being really attractive.
The globes are lined up on the sill To catch the morning sun: one Of lapis, speckled with a universe Of gold flecks, another full of moonlit clouds. The clock in a glass and silver ball, Holds stopped time in its dead embrace, While the dandelion clock’s fragile sphere Is caught in acrylic, time trapped forever. A crystal paperweight reflects in its globe A minute world...
Dead jellyfish resemble plastic bags along the shore. This morning’s undertow is a giant whale that drains the sand in Vs from under my very toes, the sea itself recoiling and washing away. Things of the air do not belong in water. Plastic bags, for instance, eaten by turtles, smother them as one might suffocate from ecstasy or fervour. Likewise the haloes, six-pack rings, around the necks...
Perhaps a sin that humbles you is better than a good deed that makes you...– Hamza Yusuf (via brainsoulconscious)
Honor his example of service, accomplishment and modesty, and the next time you...– Neil Armstrong’s family, in a statement released by NASA, asks the public to remember him in this way after his death Saturday at age 82. (via breakingnews)
the-vashta-nerada: the-vashta-nerada: what if the dark was a conscious being like every time you’re surrounded in complete darkness it’s just giving you a really big hug you shouldn’t be afraid of the dark i bet it’s really nice i just realized that my url kind of makes this a problem
It suddenly struck me that that tiny pea, pretty and blue, was the Earth. I put...– Neil Armstrong (via nomatterhowitends)
karnayyy: are you made of copper and tellurium? because you are
And who will care, who will chide you if you wander away from wherever you are,...– Mary Oliver (via artpropelled)
tetheredtay: I can never look at my biology textbook without laughing because of this fuckin praying mantis he’s like SUP BITCHES LET’S DO SOME SCIENCE